Medieval Total War-esque RP

[POMC S117]

The archers killed another fifty men. The soldiers left in the road began to retreat, leaderless.

Spoiler:

I can DM your troops actions as well as outcomes if I see it necessary.

[Free]

Not much later a overweight man with his belly popping out came walking in the courtroom.
A very short man of whose face was covered with a huge grey beard wearing a red silk mantel and a matching red turban.

''Is something the matter my chief?'' ''The entertainment does not suffice?'' said the old wrinkled man with a questioning look.
''I'll replace the them with a fine ex...''

''No! no... Its not that.. I'm worried about our neighbours...'' chief Zinedine said looking at the expensively dressed man.

''But.. we already discussed that at your coronation sir..'' the grand vizier mumbled with a curious look on his face.

[Gideon Dragontongue]

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Why didn't they follow his command?

[POMC S117]

Spoiler:

400 people in an alley way?

[Gideon Dragontongue]

Spoiler:

No, different alleyways.

[POMC S117]

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Then how would they hear them?

[Free]

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Who is at war with who? (gideon vs?)

And how many troops do I have?

[POMC S117]

Spoiler:

He's fighting a rouge caliph.

You have 1800 troops.

[Free]

Zinedine sat straight while putting his right leg around the other.

''I know Taher.. I know.. but it is not that..'' while stroking his long hair back that blocked his eyes.

''You two leave!..'' as he waved his hand to the girls that waited patiently until their master needed their tender hands again.

The chiefs property walked away as the grand vizier lusciously peeked at their bodies until the two men were only ones left in the courtroom.


''Taher... what do you think about our position internationally?'' the chief asked.
''Well... my lord.. soon the world will hear from you bahaha*cough*haaha..'' the grand vizier laughed as his belly went up and down.

[POMC S117]

Spoiler:

I'm scared!

[Skyr]

Spoiler:

KIng Fjell
The villager are not helping me,
so I've decided to strike the bandits.
Your help will be appreciated, in exchange of half of the lands.
Lorenzo Skyr

Lorenzo ordered the stop of the building of the wall, and armed his troops.

[POMC S117]

The villagers sent a letter to King Aidan, asking for help. King Aidan responded by sneding 600 soldiers to defend the forest.

[Skyr]

King Aidan
I don't know why you would help this villagers,
I've offered them better lands and richness,
liberty and respect to their culture.
But still they prefer the company of the bandits to mine.
I won't arm the villagers, but I must defeat the bandits.
If you will help we, maybe dealing with the villagers, I will be glad.
Lorenzo Skyr

[POMC S117]

"Lorenzo,

You obviously show no respect to their culture if you think they should abandon their way of life for you.

King Aidan."

[Skyr]

King Aidan
That could be true, but how can I deal with bandits?
Lorenzo.

[POMC S117]

"Lorenzo,

By not burning down villages.

King Aidan."

[Free]

The chief waited patiently with an emotionless look on his face until the grand vizier was done laughing about his own sentence.

''That is not wait I mean Taher..''

''Oh.. well.. what do you mean oh great one?'' Taher said with a look that changed after the reaction he did not expect to get.


Some flutes and a lute, applause and girls giggling originating from the royal gardens could be heard in the courtroom. The nobles probably were enjoying themselves.
Not aware two men casually chatting few floors above them were possibly deciding the nations future.


''We are surrounded with nations of different religions and cultures.'' the chief continued calmly.
''One or more them are most likely to attack us some day..''

''Well yes my lord but we then could flee to the eas...'' Taher responded but immediately interrupted.


''Either we attack.. defend.. or just wait our end..''

[Free]

''I want you to send a letter to all kings stating..'' The chief said with his right hand on his chest.
The overweight Taher clumsily grabbed a feather and paper ready to write down what his excellence is about to say.


''To you, with blood sovereign to rule his people..''
What do thou feel about a mutual cooperation on military, economical and religious fields?
For our people to prosper, our lands to be glorious.

I shall wait you kindly for your reaction.


High Chief Zinedine Ibn N'Soumer
Chosen rules of the tribes of Tahert,

(Stamp)


''Send this to every king, sultan and rebel for they may know me..'' Zinedine finished gasping for breath.

''Your free for today.. leave me..'' he continued as the grand vizier went wobbling enthusiastic out of the palace not because of the letter but hearing he got a day off.

[POMC S117]

"Noble Zinedine,

I wish to cooperate mutually in all of these fields. I look forward to benefiting our two great nations. Please, come to my palace where we can discuss these matters.

King Aidan of Strathclyde."

[Skyr]

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Dear villagers
I would like to inform you that when my solders burned the forest, they weren't aware of your presence.
Since that the situation grows only worse.
So I ask your help, to defeat the bandits's plague.
If tou accept I will send some soldiers to your villages,
and with your knowledge of the forest we can hunt them.
Sincerely, Lorenzo Skyr.

[POMC S117]

"Dear Lorenzo,

Many of our brothers, fathers and sons are part of these so called bandits.

Chief Slorga."

[Skyr]

And how I should resolve the problem?
They are attacking, starting a war.
Will you approve them?
Lorenzo

[POMC S117]

"Lorenzo,

Pillaging is their way of life.

Chief Slorga."

[Free]

"Noble Zinedine,

I wish to cooperate mutually in all of these fields. I look forward to benefiting our two great nations. Please, come to my palace where we can discuss these matters.

King Aidan of Strathclyde."

King Aidan of Strathclyde,

I am most pleased with this positive response.
We shall greatly benefit from each other.

As I'm unfortunately occupied with the nations affairs.
I will send one of my most valued viziers, a loyal subject of mine to discuss the possibilities.


High Chief Zinedine Ibn N'Soumer
Chosen ruler of the tribes of Tahert,

[POMC S117]

"Noble Zinedine,

I would be honoured to receive him.

Aidan Martin."